Me- Hi and welcome to Photographs!
Oz- Photographs? Is this a story?
Alice- What do you think, dumbass?
Oz- Okay, it's a story! Geez...
Alice- Good.
Xerxes- So, what is this story about?
Me- Well, it's about Oz, who is a photographer and Alice, who is a model. Oz has to take photos of her for Pandora, a fashion magazine. Alice starts to fall for him, but Oz is married to Echo.
Xerxes- Ooooooh...I wonder what will happen next...
Gil- This might sound interesting...
Vincet- Nice plot Max-sama~!
Gil- *pretends to gag but fails epically*
Me- O...kay...
Alice- The Unloved Neko Boy does not own Pandora Hearts!
Gil- And here's the summary:
Summary: "Take your clothes off." "Wh-what? Is Pandora really a Playboy magazine?" "Only kidding, Alice." Rating subject to change. AU
Oz- And enjoy the first chapter!
Gil's POV
The door of the condo that Oz and I shared together slammed shut, making me jump and spill my cup of orange juice on my white trousers.
A vein popped in my head as Oz hopped happily into the kitchen with a manilla envelope in his hand.
"Guess what, Gil?" Oz asked as he literally jumped onto the counter and began to do The Twist on it.
I gawked, fearing that he might knock down the ten bottles of wine Xerxes gave us yesterday and the glass fruit bowl.
"What?" I asked, trying to control my temper.
"I got the job! I got the job!" he cheered repeatedly.
I arched up an eyebrow in confusion, obviously not knowing what the hell he was going on about.
"What job?" I questioned.
"To be Pandora's photographer, of course~!" he declared.
My eyes widened.
"No way...Pandora is the biggest fashion magazine industry in LeBluex! But how?" I exclaimed.
"I sent in a few pics of Sharon that I took out while we were at the beach last summer and they said that they loved how I captured the sunlight and how when the sun hit Sharon's skin, it made her skin glow and glitter." he explained.
"But, isn't that what makes every picture look good?" I asked.
"I know that, but they said there was something unique about it and when I went in for my interview, they said that I was cheerful and eager to get the job." Oz pointed out.
I sighed.
"Well, congrats for you." I told him as I began to clap.
"I'm gonna go call Xerxes and tell him the good news!" Oz said as he hopped off the counter and ran to the house phone by the TV.
"And I'm gonna go change into a different pair of pants..." I muttered.
Apparently, Oz heard.
"You are such a fanatic about your pants. And it was all because you spilled some orange juice on your pants." Oz said as he put the phone to his ear.
"Well, you were the one who made me spill the damn juice!" I hollered as I began to head to my room.
"But still! You act overdramactically about your pants." Oz pointed out.
I growled.
"Shut up..." I muttered before walking into my room and shutting the door behind me.
Oz laughed.
"Silly old Gil..." he told himself as Xerxes' voice reached his ears.
"Wow...who would've thought you actually got the job..." Xerxes trailed off as he took a sip from his wine.
Oz laughed.
"And it was all because of Sharon's pictures from the beach last summer." Oz told him.
Sharon looked up from her strawberry daiquiri.
"My pictures? I thought you were going to use Gil's maid dress photos..." Sharon trailed off.
"Well, I was going to until Gil told me to use yours instead. He said your pictures would look way more gorgeous than his." Oz explained.
I felt like crushing my wine glass in between my hand.
"Stop telling lies, Oz! The only reason why I told you not to use my pictures was because they would think you were ridiculous and not give you the job!" I pointed out.
Oz looked at me.
"And I thought you forgot about me applying for the job, huh?" Oz asked.
I fumed.
"UDESAI!" I hollered.
"Aw~! Wittle GilGil has a temper~!" Xerxes teased.
I glared at him.
"Say that one more time and I will make sure I bury you under the sand." I threatened.
Oz laughed and so did Sharon.
"So, when do you start?" Sharon asked, immeadiately changing the subject.
Oz shrugged.
"They said either tomorrow or the day after that..." he trailed off.
I slapped my forehead.
"You got the acception letter and you don't know when you start working?" I exclaimed.
Oz shook his head.
"Nope." he stated.
I sighed before downing my glass and handing my empty glass to Sharon.
"Can I have another glass?" I asked.
Sharon nodded.
"Sure." she replied as she opened the bottle and poured some in my glass.
"Thanks." I thanked her before taking a sip.
Xerxes eyed me.
"Aren't you guys only twenty?" he asked.
I nodded.
"Yeah. What's it to you?" I asked.
"You're underage. We don't drink until we're twenty-five." Xerxes pointed out.
I spat out the wine and threw the glass onto the ground.
"I need a daiquiri." I snapped.
Everyone laughed at how angry I was as Sharon handed me a glass.
"Did the letter say if you had to get someone to take pictures of personally or what?" Xerxes asked.
"Well, they said I have to take pictures of someone personally and I have to meet up with that girl tomorrow." Oz told them.
"But what about Echo? If that girl looks like a hottie, we gotta make sure you don't cheat on her." Xerxes pointed out.
Oz smiled as he looked at the ring on his finger.
"But was it his fault that they were bethroted ever since birth?" I asked, putting down my daiquiri glass.
Xerxes sighed.
"Well, that's true. They can't help but get married." Xerxes said.
"But where is Echo, anyway?" Sharon asked.
"She went along with Vincent on his business meeting at the rebuilt Sabrie." Oz told them.
Xerxes almost dropped his wine glass.
"But isn't Sabrie a five day trip from here?" Xerxes questioned.
Oz nodded.
"She just left early this morning and she won't be back for two months cause Vincent has four meetings during those two months and she's a part of the new product he created, so she had no choice but to leave." Oz explained.
"Wait, are you talking about the Nightray Product Inc.?" Sharon questioned as she put down her half finished daiquiri glass.
Oz nodded.
"That's correct." he stated.
"And is that why she is almost never home?" Xerxes asked.
Oz nodded.
"Well, that's just plain sad!" Sharon exclaimed, getting up and nearly tripping over her own two feet.
"I think that she's in love with Vincent and not with Oz." I guessed.
Xerxes nodded.
"I agree with that, Gil. She always seems to be with Vincent for the product commercials." Xerxes pointed out.
Oz sighed before throwing water over the bonfire I and Xerxes had created.
"Let's get going. It's getting late already." Oz said.
Xerxes let out a silent yawn.
"It is. I'm losing half of my sleep just by standing out here celebrating." Xerxes complained.
Sharon sweat dropped.
"Then you should've stayed home." she stated before heading towards the car.
Xerxes jolted before running after Sharon.
I laughed.
"Geez, their relationship never gets old." I pointed out.
"Yeah, you're right." Oz agreed as Sharon and Xerxes began to argue who got to claim shotgun.
"So, did you find out who the person you have to take photos of is?" I asked.
Oz sighed as we passed the arguing Sharon and Xerxes.
I got into the driver's seat and Oz sat in the back.
"I read through the letter so quickly, all I caught was the last name." Oz stated.
"And the last name is?" I asked as Xerxes sat next to Oz and Sharon sat right next to me.
Since those two were squabbling about underage drinking, I couldn't hear what Oz said.
But I could've sworn that he said this:
"The last name is Baskerville."
Me- Done! Man, that was quite an interesting chapter to write.
Xerxes- What? I thought that Oz and Gil were twenty six but they were really twenty!
Sharon- You were six numbers off.
Xerxes- No! I was four numbers off!
Sharon- Six!
Xerxes- Four!
Sharon- Six!
Xerxes- Four!
Sharon- Six!
Xerxes- Four!
Gil- Calm down and stop arguing!
Xerxes and Sharon- NO!
Oz- *laughs nervously*
Gil- *vein pops*
Me- R&R please! If you do, you get a virtual strawberry daiquiri! ;]
Gil- Since Xerxes normally would say this, I will say it. And I bi- - -
Oz- And I bid you all adieu~!
Gil- That was my line!
Oz- Too bad, so sad~!